Almighty Star Daddy

Chapter 54 Ideal How old are you this year

After hearing the director's instructions, Li Manli smiled, "Have Han Mo please."

The host didn't leave, and the lights didn't dim. Han Mo was stunned for a moment, then walked slowly to the stage.

Meng Si didn't know what was going on, so he whispered, "Why, shouldn't we sing directly?"

Although he had doubts in his heart, Han Mo had no emotional fluctuations on the surface, and walked slowly to Li Manli's side.

Suddenly, the big screen shot was switched to the room where the relatives and friends cheered. Generally, singers would play the scenes of their relatives and friends cheering for them before they appeared on the stage. Han Mo knew that he didn't have it, so he should have skipped that link and sang directly.

Like everyone at the scene, Han Mo didn't know what would happen next. The room of the family and friends group was empty and no one was there.

Zhai Xu smiled and shook his head, "This is embarrassing. The show team can even get this wrong. If there is no family and friends group, why don't you have an empty room? It's a shame."

Shu Ya's heart sank, and Xiu Mei frowned slightly. She also felt that the program team made a mistake and made an oolong. She was thinking for a while if Zhai Xu made a big fuss, how would she help Han Mo to smooth things out and avoid embarrassment.

The audience at the scene was also surprised when they looked at the big screen, because they couldn't see anyone for a long time, and they were all talking in a low voice.

Only Li Manli still kept a smile. Although Han Mo's expression was indifferent, he still glanced at Li Manli and cast a suspicious look.

Suddenly, a milky voice came from the big screen, "I'm here, can you see me? Dad, I'm here!"

Han Mo's eyes widened, and he whispered, "Xuanxuan." In a moment of surprise, the originally indifferent expression instantly became tender and tender.

Shu Ya took a deep breath, tried her best to control her expression, and looked back at her manager, Peng Ye.

Peng Ye was also stunned. He didn't know why Xuan Xuan was here. He was startled when he saw the big screen, and spread his hands towards Shu Ya with a stunned expression.

Suddenly, Shu Ya's cell phone vibrated slightly on the seating platform, and there was an unread text message.

It was Zeng Ying's message, "Sorry, Sister Shu Ya, Xuan Xuan insists on coming to cheer Han Mo today. I really can't help it, but don't worry, no one saw me coming. I asked the driver to take her up."

After Shu Ya watched it, she silently turned off the phone and looked at the big screen, feeling complicated.

The audience at the scene didn't know where Tiantian's little voice came from, and they all looked around.

Until the camera slowly moved down, the little guy jumped and waved his little hand, "Here, here, Dad, can you see me? Dad."

Han Mo quickly replied, "I can see, Xuan Xuan, Dad can see you."

I saw a little princess carved in pink and jade appearing in front of the camera. All the audience first sighed in surprise, and then showed their favorite eyes.

Xuan Xuan heard her father's voice and said happily, "My father is the best. My father is the first. Dad, you also have a group of relatives and friends. Xuanxuan cheers for you. Xuanxuan is your group of relatives and friends."

At the top of the big screen is Xuanxuan's cute appearance dancing and cheering for her father. There is a small image in the lower right corner, which reflects Han Mo's expression. Han Mo's face is full of tenderness. That is all the audience and staff. An expression never seen before.

Seeing this scene, Meng Si laughed and joked with the little assistant behind him, "I didn't expect this kid to be able to smile so sweetly."

Xuanxuan thought for a while, and began to imitate the appearance of her uncle and aunt she saw just now, and continued, "Dad, Xuanxuan will always support you! Xuanxuan loves you!" Then she put on a scissors hand.

Han Mo's heart warmed, and his throat choked, "Dad will always love you too."

The little guy said all the cheering words he knew. When he came here just now, he saw his uncle and aunt cheering for his family in the same way.

As the little guy waved goodbye, the warm picture was frozen at that moment, and the big screen shot was switched to the scene again.

The people present were attracted by the little guy who just appeared on the big screen,

It's so cute, they didn't expect Han Mo to have such a lovely daughter, and the way of cheering is so special, but they haven't seen enough.

Zhai Xu, who had always said that Han Mo had no family and friends, didn't dare to say anything at this time.

"The little girl is so beautiful, she looks like Han Mo, haha." Lei Jia said cheerfully to Zhai Xu.

Zhai Xu smiled awkwardly, "Yes, yes, it is very beautiful."

Like everyone else, Han Mo didn't know that Xuan Xuan would suddenly appear, but at this moment he suddenly realized that the meaning of life itself lies in the little person who just appeared, and everything became beautiful because of her.

Xuan Xuan's appearance set off a small climax, the stage was returned to Han Mo again, the lights suddenly dimmed, and he adjusted his mood a little. Turn on the light again, completely focusing on Han Mo.

Han Mo had thought for a long time what to sing for the second song, not only for winning the game, but also for himself.

The memory of the original owner often runs rapidly in his brain in the dead of night, and those memories may be the most authentic imprint of the original owner.

When he first came to Beidu, he was surrounded by ideals, he struggled, he was persistent, he tried hard to become the person he wanted to be, but he was robbed of his role, he suffered interview failures again and again, and he suffered from being scorned and sent by others. When he kept his grievances and unwillingness in his heart but still could only maintain the simplest survival, he sat on the streets of Beidu in countless days when he couldn't find a job, watching the passing vehicles, consuming the ideals that were gradually passing away.

Han Mo lowered his head, adjusted the guitar strap slightly, and a deep magnetic voice came from the microphone, "Idea is for everyone."

The studio became extraordinarily quiet, only the sound of the fluctuating strings could be heard, and the calm melody slowly came out...

"Living alone in this city, in order to fill the stomach, I am exhausted, and what is the ideal, that is our dream... After waking up, it is still the same, running around the stormy streets, if you want to cry, you can Put the tears away from the bloody chest..."

As soon as the sound came out, the audience at the scene suddenly fell silent.

Ideal, what a sensitive topic for young people, every sentence of Han Mo's lyrics echoed clearly in the studio, plucking everyone's heartstrings.

Meng Si frowned slightly, turned around and asked, "This song is called "Ideal"?" He was so reassured about Han Mo that he just listened to Han Mo's alternative songs once, but he didn't know how he could sing these arrangements and combinations. , and this song obviously Meng Si has never heard.

The little assistant was listening to the song seriously, stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded and replied, "Yes, Mr. Meng, the name of the song reported is "Ideal"."

Meng Si didn't speak any more, and his eyes fell on Han Mo, who was holding the guitar and singing with heart.

"On the bus, I slept past the station. On the way, I looked at the neon BJ. My ideals left me ~ in this crowd of people, and the window was already full of snow..."

The camera cuts to the auditorium. The audience is no longer listening to the song, but carefully reading the story told by Han Mo, the story they are experiencing.

Working hard in Beidu, going out two or three hours early every morning, just to avoid being late on the crowded road, living far away from the company, trying to survive in order to save expensive rent, but I have long forgotten about life.

"Another cycle of four seasons, and I got nothing~ Sitting on the street, only ideals are supporting, those numb flesh... Ideal how old are you this year, you are always tempting~ Young friends, you always It was thanks and then opened, surprised me, and let me sink into a life of disappointment..."

There was no discussion at the scene, and no one was whispering, because they were all listening to themselves in the song, and every word was like a mirror, reflecting the listener's life.

The camera swept to the audience below the stage, everyone's expressions were recorded on the big screen, but no one cared, they were immersed in their own world, the camera stopped at an audience, and the big screen just caught him , a tear flowed from the ruddy eye socket.

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